Taihao Gold Medal

chapter 37
Above the mountains and forests, between the sky and the earth, a figure stepping on a flying sword flew across the clouds and sea like a rainbow.

The howling mountain wind blew on his body, but it stimulated his spiritual consciousness to be active, his blood was boiling, and he was so happy.

This is the No.60 four days of entering the Nether Abyss after being separated from Wen Xiaoshan and Li Wenheng.

"Hungry to eat and tired to sleep, this is the only way to practice Xuan Geng Xuan. Say you don't believe it with the world, but look for gods outside your body."

Reciting the poems of the previous life, flying high with a sword alone.

There is a reason for Zhang Lie to be so carefree. In the past two years, he has devoted himself to practicing the way of swordsmanship, comprehending the principles of swordsmanship, and polishing the flying sword. He was at the seventh level of Qi training a few years ago, and he was still at the seventh level of Qi training before entering the valley.

However, just recently, when Ti Zong was on the road and flying with the sword, the mana in his body was circulated and carried according to the seventh level of the Purple Heart Dafa.

After a few big weeks, it was as if things were going to happen, and the mana suddenly and naturally turned into a fork, following the familiar yet unfamiliar route, and restarted the overall cycle, and my own mana naturally increased and grew to the level of practice. Qi eight-layer environment.

In terms of his own cultivation aptitude, this speed of improvement can definitely be called vigorous and brave.

The most important thing is that Zhang Lie didn't use any magic way of refinement, or pills that would damage the foundation of the Dao. So far, the foundation of spiritual consciousness and mana is solid and solid.

"In the past ten years of cultivating the Purple Heart Dafa, although no shortcuts have been taken, the elixir has always been used in a saturated manner, and then spread in the blood and cleansed in the bones with innate power. After these days of fighting swords, stimulated by life and death It is fortunate that these spiritual powers will accumulate in the body day and night, and even if it is a beneficial medicine, it will accumulate and become poisonous for a long time."

"In other words, if a person who practices Purple Heart Dafa wants to truly have a solid foundation and integrate human skills, he must hone his potential in various forms. Otherwise, spiritual power and medicinal power will accumulate in the blood, which will not only be useless but harmful."

This kind of experience allowed Zhang Lie to deepen his comprehension of the skills he cultivated. However, no matter what, the thickening of his foundation and the improvement of his mana made him feel good. I got carried away.

When Yu Jian was on his way, he took out the Zongmen Token that Li Wenheng gave to him. Apart from the message that Li Wenheng had attached to his fellow sect, there was also a message for him:

This is information about the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom, the three major families, and the two neighboring sects. Who are the masters of the younger generation of these sects, and who are the most noteworthy people participating in the sect mission this time.

There will be a small amount of records in the task scrolls of these intelligence sects, but from the perspective of the sect, unless they are particularly outstanding, monks in the Qi training state will not collect too much information, and more are required to ask the monks to arrive at the Valley of Myriad Tribulations. , Pay attention to yourself, this is also a kind of exercise assessment.

The core figures of the younger generation are often hard-edged and hard to restrain. From their respective temperaments and the positions they stand, they can basically be observed. Of course, other forces observe the Golden Rainbow Valley as well.

But this time, because there was an extra "11 people" in his own sect, most of the monks in Jinhong Valley focused on their own family members, and less observed the monks from other sects.

Li Wenheng also understood this through Wen Xiaoshan, so when attaching the subpoena, he roughly sorted out his observations and attentions on the young masters of various sects and gave them to Zhang Lie.

In this information, Li Wenheng focused on describing several young masters, including Wei Wuji, the elder brother of Dingjunshan, and Chen Qinghong, the most outstanding monk of the Chen family of the Zifu family.

Zhang Lie sorted out and memorized the information while flying with his sword. Time was running out, so he had to.

While flying over a barren mountain, suddenly, several rocks flew towards him from below, Zhang Lie reacted in time and controlled his sword to avoid it.

But during this process, the surrounding gravity suddenly changed.

The opponent used the breath-holding magic circle, and at the same time the anti-aircraft restraint was set up delicately, so although he had avoided the direct attack, but after approaching a certain distance below, Zhang Lie fell like a bird hitting the net.

"What a delicate design, is this specially used to catch people!?"

Although caught in the opponent's formation, Zhang Lie suddenly felt the abnormal gravity around him, but after all, he had a solid foundation, and his mind and hands were controlled one after another. With the sword light swaying, his figure had exhausted his momentum and landed safely. .

There is a remote mountain in front of me, and there is a hidden small hole among the earthy mountains not far away, and the surrounding ground has been nailed into the formation foundation, which is designed to be concealed and ingenious.

"Don't say I was distracted and multitasking just now. Looking at the situation, even if I put all my attention into Yujian, I may not be able to find it in advance."

Just as Zhang Lie was thinking like this, a thin man with a shovel-shaped magic weapon drilled out from the hole in the earth mountain.

He looked at Zhang Lie's eyebrows and eyes, full of greed and viciousness.

"It's another thief who came to rob my spiritual mine. It's really hard for good people in Tongxuan cultivation world. There are fewer and fewer people like me who are diligent in mining and practicing."

"..." Zhang Lie looked at the man in front of him and was so silent that he didn't say a word.

After a while, the man on the opposite side couldn't bear it anymore, and he said:

"...Hey, why don't you talk? Now you are trapped in my formation. I am here to explore and dig mines. You rushed in suddenly, so I lost a treasure hunting mouse below. You How can I be compensated?"

Treasure hunting mouse is a first-order spirit beast that is good at recognizing spirit energy. It can often find some spirit objects hidden in hidden places. Therefore, it is very popular among low-level monks and is often domesticated. However, this kind of spirit mouse is extremely timid, It is not easy to control, even a monk who is good at controlling beasts, sometimes a mistake will make them escape.

If what the other party said was true, it would cost a lot of spirit stones to compensate a treasure hunting mouse.

"Chen Guohou, Tuzong Chen Xiong, don't pretend to be a TM. You guys use human stakes to make the foundation of the formation, right? Even if I didn't pay attention when I was flying, but with your formation cultivation base, to achieve such a fusion of heaven and earth, there is no need There are no flaws, it can only mean that you have used the foundation that fits the attributes of this world."

While talking, Zhang Lie suddenly waved his hand, and the bloody flying sword was fired, turned sharp and blunt, and bombarded a nearby corner.

Bang, the rocks shattered suddenly, and a person's hand, which had begun to rot and blacken, was faintly exposed in the pit created by the bombardment.

In the Nether Abyss, with the corpse of a monk as the foundation of the formation, it can perfectly blend with the surrounding environment, making it extremely difficult to detect.

On the other hand, among the information given by Li Wenheng, there is this guy's record:
Chen Xiong, the thick earth sect of Chen Guo, is good at formation method and earth escape. He has a mean and cruel temperament and vicious methods. He was originally a casual cultivator of Chen Guo.

After this guy entered the second layer of Netherworld Abyss, he found a mine vein and arranged a formation centered on it, while digging the spirit mine while waiting for the rabbit, so that as long as the ghost energy in the spirit jade is full, after three months, he Even without encountering any enemies, you can collect a large number of spirit ores.

And if someone crashes into his formation, almost no one can get out alive.

Even in the era when sword cultivators were rampant, powerful formations could increase the combat power of non-sword cultivators to a level similar to that of sword cultivators of the same realm.

As for the reason why Chen Xiong showed a more talkative side at the beginning, it was actually just extorting spoils.

After all, even if the monks who entered the battle were beheaded, it would be troublesome to refine and open the opponent's Qiankun bag, and it would be much easier if the opponent took out all the belongings... Even if the opponent took out all the belongings, Chen Xiong would not let him go If you walk, you will press harder and harder until you completely swallow the opponent alive.

The corpse next to it is already a clear example.

"Since you know me, why don't you hand over your belongings and obediently get caught? If you are obedient, I will let you die more quickly."

What responded to Chen Xiong was the dark red sword light in front of him like split waves.

In this second-tier high-grade thick soil formation, the opponent urged his potential to attack with a sword, and in Chen Xiong's eyes, he seemed to see a dark red evil dragon, and the sword was so fierce and vicious.

The gravity in the thick soil array was strengthened several times, and at this moment, it was split into substantial ripples.

"He can still have such skill in the thick soil formation, whether he is on the eleventh or twelfth level of Qi training!"

After the initial shock, Chen Xiong felt even greater greed.

The monks at the ninth level of Qi training already have a solid foundation and can hit the foundation building level. Since ancient times, countless senior monks have verified that in the future, it is enough to use the ninth level of Qi training as the foundation up.

The next three floors are more difficult to repair than the first floor, and the tenth floor of Qi training is even more difficult to accumulate breakthroughs than the first floor of foundation building. If it is an old monk, it will be fine. The young Taoist in front of him is obviously not a vertical To be old, that is to say, his skill was raised with the Foundation Establishment Pill.

At his age, if he wanted to advance to the twelfth level of Qi training, he would need at least three Foundation Establishment Pills!

Many qi-training monks have to work hard to accumulate one Foundation Establishment Pill for a lifetime, and it is still unavailable, let alone three.

Therefore, in Chen Xiong's eyes, Zhang Lie immediately became the direct descendant of an old monster.

Chen Xiong wouldn't dare to provoke such a person outside, but in this dark abyss, in the thick earth formation, these jealousy and jealousy turned into murderous blazing.

"If you kill this person, you may get enough training resources for me to use in the next 20 years. The direct descendants of the old monster from the Yue Kingdom? I am a monk from the Chen Kingdom. No matter how powerful his ancestor is, how can he stand against me?"

While the mind was spinning, several rounds of offensive and defensive transitions had passed between the two sides.

The sword light that split into waves was forcibly blocked by the thick earth walls erected one after another in front of Chen Xiong.

Within this thick soil formation, all of Chen Xiong's spell abilities have been strengthened, while Zhang Lie has to resist the gravitational suppression imposed on him by the thick soil formation every time he strikes a sword or even stands there.

Huh, bang!
I don't know what Chen Xiong did, a huge rock flew up behind him, and smashed hard from behind.

As soon as Zhang Lie's hand formula changed, a thick iron shield suddenly rose behind him, blocking the attack of the flying rock.

"It's useless, I'm invincible here, and you, if you stay for a long time, you will lose!"

As Chen Xiong held that weird shovel-like magic weapon high up, a large number of black stones slowly floated up in the midair around him. These stones were big or small, completely irregular in shape.

Gradually, all the stones began to deform slowly, melting out sharp points one by one, aiming at the opponent in front of them.

Although Zhang Lie's output of mana is not weaker than that of a monk at the tenth or even eleventh level of Qi training, his real cultivation level is after all just entering the eighth level of Qi training, and he will continue to struggle against the enemy's second-level formation , it must not be exhausted by Chen Xiong.

However, at this moment, Zhang Lie's expression was calm and calm. He was controlling the Xuanjia Shield and the Huode Sword at the same time, blocking the opponent's offensive wave after wave. Although it was a last resort to attack and defend, he still attacked There is nothing wrong with having both.

(End of this chapter)